Dear Ex Wife Please take me back by The Every Woman

ATHENA

The sound of waves gently brushing the shore fills my ears as the private jet begins its descent. I glance out the window and gasp softly.

We're flying over what looks like a perfect painting, clear blue waters, palm trees swaying in the breeze, and an island that seems untouched by the rest of the world.

"Alex..." I turn to him. "This place is beautiful."

He doesn't respond at first. He just stares at me with that same heated look that's been burning through me since we left the hotel. My center is sore from how much sex we've had but my cunt can't help but throb when he looks at me like he wants to devour me again and again.

"The island's nice," he says finally, kissing my collar bone. "But not as beautiful as my wife."

I roll my eyes, though my heart is doing flips in my chest.

"How cheesy."

"You love it." He reaches out and lifts my hand, placing a kiss on my ring finger.

I do love it. Every part of him. Especially when he drops that cold front and lets himself be soft with me.

We land shortly after, and I can barely take it all in fast enough. The air is warm, thick with the smell of ocean breeze and exotic flowers.

"Welcome Mr and Mrs King." An older looking gentleman wearing a suit smiles at us as he opens the door of the private car for us.

"Thank you." I smile at him while my husband, who apparently thinks anything positive is weakness, just nods.

The private car whisks us to a luxurious beachfront villa, the kind that probably costs more per night than my entire college education.

The moment we step inside, I'm speechless.

White curtains float in the soft wind, the wide glass doors opening to a private infinity pool that stretches toward the ocean. The bed is king-sized, draped in white linen, and surrounded by candles already lit.

"You did all this?" I ask softly.

Alex shrugs, like it's no big deal. "I wanted it to be perfect. Do you like it?"

I stare at him, my heart aching in the best way. "It is. Like it? I love it!"

He doesn't respond. Instead, he gives me a smile as he walks over to me, his fingers toying with the strap of my sundress.

have five days. No work. No interruptions. No

clothes?" I

make it eight days because you'll need to recover

against the thin fabric of my panties, stroking me with a knowing touch that makes

his voice thick with desire. "I haven't

breathless. "You look at me like you want to

on my earlobe. "That's

weigh nothing and lays me gently on the bed, peeling the sundress from my body inch by

mix of hunger and

legs, settling between them like he's

kiss

me, in one slow, hot stroke of his tongue from bottom to top that makes my back

out, gripping the sheets as his hands clamp firmly around my thighs, keeping me wide open

his breath hot against my slick folds.

a man starved, his tongue lapping, lips sucking and his nose

"Alex, please..."

me, and the vibration sends a jolt

as

too well, he knows the exact pressure, the exact rhythm that

mine, don't you?" he rasps, his eyes flicking up while his wet mouth gleams

don't stop." I pull in his hair as

belly. His tongue flicks over my clit as his grip on my thighs turns bruising and possessive. My thighs tremble and my vision

Ohhh that feels so

orgasm from my soul, like

a

through me in pulsing waves My hands

twistinis,

I come so

s

lifts his head. His mouth is glistening with me, his jaw is slick, his pupils blown wide

strips his shirt off in one smooth

my leg up around his waist, the

teasing?" I whisper, while holding back

need to fuck you so deep you'll carry

thrusts into me. Hard and deep, all the way to the hilt in one smooth